Emma gazed out of the window of her office, sitting at her desk she was bored. It had been a dull day with lots of letters to type and she felt her migraine coming on again. Outside her tenth floor window she saw life passing by far below and for a fleeting moment she felt the lonely isolation of her office mirroring the loneliness she felt in her own heart. Rubbing her throbbing forehead with her hand she momentarily closed her eyes and tried to blot out the advancing pain with cheerful thoughts, she smiled to herself as happy memories from the previous few months flickered into her unconscious. For a brief moment she was taken away, engulfed entirely within her own thoughts, her migraine dimmed as images of pleasure flashed in her mind. It was however only a glimmering respite from the pain and the memories soon began to fade as quickly as they had arrived.
She opened her eyes she unwillingly, let the remaining images slip from her mind and swivelled her chair back to the desk. Taking her hand from her forehead she turned her attention back to her computer and the letter she was typing. Looking back at the dictated notes she found where she had reached earlier and reading the dictation she touch typed the rest of the letter, trying to ignore her readily advancing migraine. Within a few minutes she had finished what remained of the letter and with a relieved smile emailed it to the recipient on the second floor.
Looking at her watch she realised it was about time she took a break
and tidying her notes she stood up and made her way to the door. Closing
it behind her she walked down the corridor to the lift, intent on getting
a coffee from the eighth floor.
The lift opened on the eighth floor, she stepped out and walked down the corridor to the vending machine. Reaching in her purse she took out a couple of coins and slotted them into the machine, within about ten seconds the machine produced what it described as sugary white coffee. Taking a sip, Emma decided as always, that a better description for the coffee was weak watery shit and unwillingly swallowed.
Leaning with her back against the machine, she cupped the coffee in her hands and gazed along the corridor to the offices at the far end. This floor teemed with pretty girls, more so than her own, which comprised more managers than secretaries. A couple of chatting young female secretaries, clutching folders, wandered past making their way to the end of the corridor. She watched them as they walked, their lovely long legs flashed before her eyes and for a moment the lonely longing in her heart returned at the sight of such beautiful legs.
Smiling to herself she sometimes wondered if there was a competition in the company to see which woman could wear the shortest skirt, who could show enough leg to be promoted by one of the leering male section managers. She glanced down at herself and realised she was probably equally to blame with the short skirt she wore today. As for the panties or no panties issue, Sharon Stone had nothing on some of the blatant pussy flashing rumoured to go on in the company in the name of promotion. Taking a last gulp of her coffee she tossed the cup into the bin next to the machine and made her way back to the lift.
After a few minutes of waiting the lift arrived, the doors slid open and three women wandered out. Emma walked in and saw a lone girl she had not seen before in the corner of the lift, she smiled at the girl, hoping for a response, the girl smiled back. Emma pushed the button for the tenth floor and tried to initiate a quick conversation with the girl, "Hi, which floor are you from?"
"Third floor finance, but I'm going to the tenth floor to see Mr Goldsmith" the girl replied.
After travelling only a short distance the lift stopped with a sudden jolt and the lights flickered for a moment. The two girls looked at each other for a moment then Emma made as to press the emergency alarm button.
"It's alright," said the girl. "They are supposed to working on the lifts today. I'm sure it's only a temporary fault, leave it." Emma pulled her hand back from the button as she remembered the memo she was sent about the lifts.
"Of course, yes. I had that memo too." she replied and smiled. "They'll get it running again in a minute or two. I suppose we had best introduce ourselves, I'm Emma."
"Sarah; pleased to meet you" she replied, offering a hand. Emma stepped over and shook Sarah's hand.
"So what's it like on the third floor then?"
"It's okay, I'm new so I haven't really got to know everyone yet, but they seem a friendly bunch."
"Yes that's true. What do you think of the company then?"
"Seems a bit disorganised to me, nobody seems to know what's g---"
The lift lights suddenly flickered again and the lift shuddered violently causing Emma to lose her footing. She fell backwards and fell on the floor of the lift, "Woaw, shit!" she exclaimed. Sarah had managed to keep her footing only by grabbing the rail on the wall of the lift. When the lift had stopped moving she stepped forward.
"Here, let me help you." Sarah said and offered her hand again. Emma took it and stood up, for a moment they stood face to face and stared into each other's eyes.
"Thank you." said Emma and made to give Sarah a quick peck on the cheek, as Emma leant forward Sarah moved her head slightly and Emma kissed her on the side of the lips.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Emma mumbled.
"That's okay," Sarah replied smiling. Emma was still starring into Sarah's deep blue eyes when Sarah leant forward and kissed her full on the lips. "No offence taken." They stood and stared at each other for another moment before they both impulsively leant forward and kissed again.
For a short while they did nothing but kiss, each savoured the soft touch of the others lips. Then with a slow movement Emma placed her hands on Sarah's neck and gently caressed her as they kissed more deeply. In time, with a smooth and graceful move Emma's hands slid down Sarah's slim body until Emma lightly gripped the cheeks of Sarah's pert arse. With a gentle squeeze Sarah's kissing became even more intense as she felt herself becoming more aroused.
With her nipples becoming harder, Sarah began to initiate a movement towards the side of the lift. The two girls moved very slowly towards the wall of the lift still kissing and gently nibbling at each others lips as their tongues slithered in and out of each other's mouths. They moved back until Emma's back was pressed up against the wall, with her hand, Sarah slid down until she had found the base of Emma's short skirt, with soft pulls she tried to lift it a little.
Emma, realised what Sarah was doing, removed her hands from Sarah's cheeks for a moment and hotched her skirt up and opened her legs slightly. She felt Sarah's hand explore the inside of her thighs as they continued to kiss intimately.
Sarah reached up and felt Emma's slightly damp panties with her fingers. Using her index finger Sarah slowly pulled back Emma's panty elastic and sensitively stroked her index finger along Emma's smooth, wet pussy.
As Emma gripped Sarah's arse tighter she felt Sarah squeezing her breasts through her blouse whilst one of Sarah's fingers slowly inserted inside her moist pussy.
Using Emma's juices for lubrication, Sarah slid her finger in and out
of Emma and with a gentle thrusting motion she introduced finger after
finger into Emma.
Emma felt Sarah place more and more fingers inside her, stretching
her tight pussy. Emma's hand reached between Sarah's legs to finger her
too. She felt up Sarah's short skirt and her fingers touched the wet lips
of her hairy clam-like opening; she was wearing no panties. She took two
fingers and forced them inside Sarah. Both girls rhythmically thrust into
each other whilst their free hands frantically caressed each other's breasts.
With their tongues still locked they took four fingers inside themselves whilst their thumbs worked each other's engorged love buds. With every thrust of Sarah's fingers Emma felt her pussy stretch in time to the stimulation of her clit.
A bang shook the roof of the lift and both girls looked up suddenly. A voice from the roof of the lift called down "You all right in there. We'll have you out soon, hold on."
Both girls immediately froze in panic and stared at each other, each with four fingers in the other. Then Sarah took the initiative and quickly slipped her fingers out of Emma's pussy, licking them as she rearranged her blouse. Emma too slipped her fingers out of Sarah's pussy, quickly feeling between her own legs she flicked her panties back to cover her dripping pussy and then taking her skirt in her hands she carefully pulled it back down. Sarah lifted her skirt and pointed to her dripping pussy. Emma realised what Sarah wanted, knelt forward and ran her tongue along Sarah's hairy lips licking them dry. Looking at each other Emma wiped the lipstick off Sarah's cheek and straightened her skirt. Kicking off her shoes, Emma quickly sat down and Sarah leaned up against the side of the lift.
"Took your time, didn't you" Emma calmly shouted up. A panel in the roof suddenly lifted and a man's head poked down from the roof of the lift.
"Oh hello. Sorry ladies, we are gonna have to lower it down manually, so hold on." The mans head then disappeared and he shouted "It's alright mate, you can start to lower it." After a short delay the lift began to jolt very slowly back down. Both girls looked at each other and smiled as the lift gradually moved down to the eighth floor. Within a few minutes the lift had stopped moving and a tall guy in a blue boiler suit forced the doors open in front of them.
"Okay ladies," he said, offering a hand. "Crisis over." Both girls thanked the guy as they got up and walked out of the lift. Turning towards the stairs both girls made their way along the corridor. They walked silently along the corridor, neither wanting to speak. They reached the doors of the back stairs and went through. Emma stopped and looked at Sarah, then started laughing "God, how close was that!" Sarah took a big theatrical sigh and then started to laugh too. "I'd best get back to work." Emma said with a big grin on her face.
"Yeah, me too." Sarah replied smiling.
"I still can't believe we did that."
"Well, we did babe." Sarah said still smiling. She leant forward and
briefly kissed Emma before she turned and made her way up the stairs. Emma
stood on the stairs for a moment, just thinking and watching Sarah's pretty
legs disappear up the stairs, before she too made her way up the stairs
and back to her office with its window on the world.